I got Aretha in the Morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
Momma she'd notice but she's always crying
I got no-one to confide in
Aretha, nobody but you
Momma she'd notice but she's always fighting
something in her mind
and it sounds like breaking glass
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
You got the words
Baby you got the words
You got the words
Baby you got the words
Aretha, Aretha I don't want to go to school
Cause they just don't understand
And I think the place is cruel
Child singer, raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
But I got the words
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